3: Purposes. 3

*** “Oh, damn it to hell!” When Cordelia busted down the bathroom door, she was stunned to find Adele sprawled out on the…

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3: Purposes. 2

PART EIGHT Tuesday Two more painkillers were popped dry. Readjusting the ice bag on her head, Adele watched the television with disinterest. Baseball…

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3: Purposes. 1

(PART SEVEN) Wednesday The sharp impact of a hand slapping his cheek brought Angel out of unconsciousness. As he delicately raised his bruised…

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2: Newfound Things. 4

Saturday ~ 8:06 AM Once inside the main lobby, Angel tossed the blanket into a corner and began to devise the best course…

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2: Newfound Things. 3

Saturday ~ 12:30 AM “Have you heard of Good Cop/Bad Cop?” Angel asked. “Yeah. Why?” Cordelia responded. “You get to be the Good…

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2: Newfound Things. 2

PART FIVE Friday ~ 5:57 PM “So, what do you think?” Adele asked. She and Angel had jumped right into the prospects of…

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2: Newfound Things. 1

(PART FOUR) Thursday 8:12 PM “I really hate this place,” Angel commented. He and Adele stepped into the Bronze cautiously. Neither considered it…

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1: One Day. 3a

9:51 AM Giles gritted his teeth and stepped on the gas. Xander, Oz, and Willow were in the backseat debating whether the Flintstones…

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1: One Day. 3

Part 3 9:26 AM Angel gazed thoughtfully at the glowing tip of his cigarette. Life, or unlife, whatever the case may be, was…

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1: One Day. 2

Part 2 Friday 7:03 AM Angel could safely say that this was the most bizarre night of his life. It was far stranger…

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